As soon as Potions had ended, Kurt left the classroom as quickly as possible, not even waiting for Sebastian like usual. Kurt didn't even speak to his boyfriend before he left, and just got out of there as soon as physically possible. He didn't want to have to deal with this assignment at all. Kurt didn't want to spend so much time with Blaine Freakin' Anderson, the boy who had invaded his dreams ever since their encounter in the library on Friday. His thoughts were just completely undapper, and what made it worse was that the thoughts didn't seem at all wrong when he was thinking them, which just made Kurt hate himself. He wasn't supposed to think those things about Anderson – he was supposed to think about these things with Sebastian. His boyfriend. Who, for the record, could not know about these thoughts at all. It would make things so much worse between them, and he would probably attempt to kill Anderson for making Kurt think about these things.

Kurt supposed that this whole “working with Anderson” thing wouldn't be too bad if it wasn't for their last meeting. It would be something that Kurt wouldn't want to do, but was able to work past, and get on with. But these thoughts made everything worse. Kurt couldn't look Anderson in the eye without being reminded of the thoughts, and Kurt was so sure that Anderson would be able to see into his mind, and see what he had been thinking about him the past few days. Kurt was also scared that the longer he'd spent with Anderson, the more likely he was going to act on the dreams. Which, would make everything so much worse between Anderson and Sebastian. Sebastian – if he found out about the hypothetical cheating – would hate Kurt forever, and end up killing Anderson, both of which were awful things to happen. The guilt would just constantly eat away at him for the rest of his life for the cheating, and as much as he hated – no – disliked Anderson, Kurt didn't want him to be murdered. It wasn't something Kurt would wish on anyone, apart from maybe the Death Eaters. So, as tempting as it was, Kurt was going to do his best not to act on his feelings at all. It would be better for everyone, after all.

Though, it was so damn hard throughout the whole lesson. Any time Anderson had handed him the next ingredient that they needed, their hands or shoulders kept brushing together, causing a million ripples to run through his body, and a wave of excitement just completely swept over him. Even though Kurt tried to avoid as much eye contact with Blaine as possible, Kurt would occasionally steal a look over at Blaine, and the dilated look in his eyes caused Kurt's heartbeat to quicken significantly. Kurt knew he was being stupid. He knew that the reason for that look in Anderson's eyes was because the lighting wasn't that great down in the dungeons. It had nothing whatsoever to do with anything at all sexual, or Anderson being attracted to him in any way. After all... why the hell would Anderson be attracted to him? Anderson probably wanted some pretty girl, in Gryffindor, like that bushy haired girl that scrawny kid with glasses was always with. Or maybe even Rachel. Though, they seemed more like siblings, so the likelihood of them actually dating were next to none. Not to mention that Kurt knew damn well that Rachel was into his step-brother, Finn. No, Anderson definitely wasn't dating Rachel or anything. If he was dating anyone, it was probably Quinn Fabray. Kurt was friends with Quinn, but he wasn't as close to her as Anderson was. Apparently they knew each other ever since their first day at Hogwarts. She claimed that she was the first person at Hogwarts to speak to Blaine Anderson all throughout first year, and no one heard the end of it. They seemed like really close friends though, and despite being gay, Kurt knew that any straight guy must be crazy not to take any opportunity to date Quinn. She was incredibly pretty, and despite what people thought, was actually nice. Not to mention, the way they acted around each other made it seem like they actually were dating. Kurt didn't care though, if Anderson and Quinn were dating. It made absolutely no difference to him if they were or not.

Kurt had to admit that he was incredibly glad that Sebastian hadn't bothered to run after him after his quick departure from the classroom. Or maybe Sebastian just couldn't keep up with him. No doubt, Rachel was probably ranting about their work together, her mouth going at about a million miles per hour as she went through her plans for what they were going to do for the week. Kurt did not envy Sebastian because of that. He really didn't know how Anderson was able to put up with that, though he supposed that the same could be said for him and Sebastian. Most people just saw him as a complete and utter jerk with an over-inflated ego, and while that was...partially true, there was a lot more to Sebastian's personality than that. If people actually tried to get to know him, Kurt was sure that people would see Sebastian as someone who is nowhere near as awful as people try to claim, and cares deeply about his loved ones. Sure, Sebastian wasn't close to a whole load of people, but Kurt had met his family a few times, and he was extremely protective over them. Also, how Sebastian was with his friends, and with Kurt himself showed this as well. It was so clear just how much Sebastian actually cared about you, and Kurt wished that people would just give him a chance so that they would be able to see this side to him.

Classes were hell on earth for Kurt during the rest of the day. Even though he didn't have to deal with Anderson for the rest of the day, and even had a class free of the boy, Kurt couldn't stop thinking about him, how their hands brushed during Potions, or how dark his eyes looked. It was torture. Everything about Anderson, and everything he did was torture. More than once, Kurt found himself looking up from his work to look over at Anderson, scowling at every little action he did. Even something as simple as the run of a hand through those damned curls. Kurt just wanted so much to just run his fingers through Anderson's curls, only just being able not to lunge forward, and attack the boy right there and then. But Kurt refrained. Kurt had a reputation to uphold here. A reputation of being an incredibly well behaved student who did nothing to ever get him into trouble, and was probably a likely choice for Head Boy in Seventh Year – he was already a prefect after all. So, as tempting as it was to just ravish Anderson right there and then, Kurt was able to control himself.

As soon as the bell rang, marking the end of the day, Kurt couldn't get out of the classroom fast enough. Again, Kurt didn't stop to wait for Sebastian, ignoring the callings of his name coming from said boy. He just kept walking swiftly, not looking back even once. He need time alone for a short while and go somewhere. Somewhere where he wouldn't be bothered by someone else or his own thoughts. Kurt didn't know where he could go and not be bothered by the constant recurring undappper thoughts about Anderson, though if he wandered around long enough, Kurt was sure that he would find somewhere soon enough.

Finally, Friday came along, and all those awkward classes would hopefully just fade from his mind. At first, Blaine saw being partners with Kurt as a blessing, and something that would help him along with getting to know Kurt. Sure, Blaine wanted nothing more than to actually start dating the boy, but with Sebastian in the picture? Blaine knew that wasn't going to happen. But being friends with Kurt was good enough. Because then, he'd at least be involved in his life positively in at least one way in his life. Which, in Blaine's eyes were better than nothing.

But being partners with Kurt? It was just...awful. Kurt never spoke to him, killing all forms of conversation that Blaine attempted, and he moved extremely awkwardly whenever they worked on their potion, and in the classes that weren't Potions, and Blaine dared look up at Kurt, he'd find the pale boy just glaring right at him, those pink lips set in a fine line. It was a look that was almost able to rival Professor McGonagall's Blaine didn't know if it was just a thing with Kurt, and him not liking making contact with people he didn't really know, and didn't feel comfortable being forced to deal with them (which Blaine totally understood) or he thought that Blaine was the same, or maybe Blaine smelt funny and he just didn't know it? No, it couldn't be that...Blaine showered every morning. Then, there was one of the worst thoughts. Because of him being in Gryffindor, and Kurt being in Slytherin. It was perhaps a little drastic for him to think, but Blaine really didn't know Kurt well enough...Maybe Kurt was angry about the Dark Lord...That Blaine defeated him. There was a possibility that Kurt's parents were Death Eaters, and it was an attitude that was passed down to him. Blaine didn't know anything about Kurt's family life – not many people knew – Kurt didn't share anything about his family, except that they were usually far too busy to meet up with anyone else's parents, like many of the other Slytherins wanted. It seemed really defensive whenever Kurt tried to push the subject away, but Blaine wasn't really one to judge. Maybe Kurt was ashamed of his parents? If that were the case, then they would either have to be complete pure blood supremacists, or maybe they were like the Weasleys and loved Muggles and Muggle borns, and Kurt was the one that was obsessed with blood purity? Kurt didn't seem like the type though, but there was so little known about Kurt, Blaine couldn't make any final judgements on the matter. Which was part of the reason why Blaine wanted to know Kurt. To get rid of all those mysteries, but would keep them to himself. There must have been some reason why Kurt was keeping it to himself after all.

Apart from the awkward moments shared with Kurt, the week hadn't been too bad for Blaine. There wasn't anything huge in particular that made it awful. Hell, even Umbridge seemed to be treating him like he wasn't a piece of dirt. When Friday came, however, that all changed. Snape criticized him like usual during Potions, and his mood wasn't too great. Though, the other classes weren't too bad until Defence Against The Dark Arts. Umbridge started on some... speech about the Ministry, and their lesson plans. It didn't go unnoticed that their lesson plan had a distinct lack of actually learning defensive spells. Naturally, Blaine had brought this up, which resulted in yet another argument about whether or not Voldemort was back. Blaine snapped at her again, and he resulted in getting yet another week's detention. Immediately, Blaine dreaded how Kurt was going to react. Kurt wasn't that patient with him to start with and finding out that he was going to be gone for most of the nights. Though, when he spoke to him, Kurt was actually fine with it. Kurt was clearly annoyed, but he said that he'd wait for him, giving directions to somewhere on the seventh floor. Blaine hadn't heard of that particular room, and couldn't remember ever passing it, but Hogwarts was massive. He probably just missed it.

Detention lasted the same amount of time, hour after hour just dragging on and on as he wrote that same god-damned sentence over and over, that incredibly fucky quill of Umbridge's causing the words to become etched into his skin on his opposite hand. Blaine was sure it was at the stage where it was going to be permanently scarred. Was this even allowed..? Blaine didn't think so. But Blaine didn't tell any of the professors about it, and certainly not Dumbledore. They all had too much on their plate, dealing with him and the rest of the Wizarding World's protection from Voldemort and his Death Eaters. But the pain from Umbridge's quill wasn't going to get to him. Blaine wouldn't let it, because everyone else's protection was far more important.

It was nearing midnight when he finally got out of the old toad's office. Blaine really didn't think that Kurt would still be waiting for him in that room, but he was still going to check, not wanting to keep the other boy waiting in case he was still there. If he wasn't, then Blaine would send him a letter, and try and arrange to meet up during the day tomorrow. Though, when he got into the room, Kurt was still there, sitting on a couch. The room was fairly small – about the size of an average living room – and was actually just like a living room, with couches and armchairs, a coffee table in front of the seats, and a large fire blazing behind them. It looked like it should be in the Muggle world, but Blaine wasn't caring. It looked so...cosy and Blaine would've killed for his aunt and uncle's living room to be like this, instead of the incredibly high luxury stuffiness that it was.

Kurt didn't seem to notice that Blaine was there, until the door slammed, causing the boy to look up. Kurt frowns a little when seeing Blaine, before shaking his head, going back to his work, moving onto another part of his essay. “You're late” He said, giving an exasperated sigh.

“Sorry...The old to –“ Blaine cut himself off, realizing that this wasn't Rachel or Quinn he was talking to, and perhaps someone who would report any negative thing said about a professor to said professor “I mean, Professor Umbridge had our detention dragging on for hours” He frowns a little, running his hand through his curls. Kurt just let out an amused chuckle, shaking his head as he scribbled some more notes down.

“It's okay, really don't worry about it too much.”

Blaine's eyes widen slightly, slightly shocked that Kurt hadn't snapped at him, but he supposed that it wasn't a bad thing. It was certainly better than Kurt snapping at him for everything.

“Oh...okay. “ Blaine nods slowly, taking a seat on the couch next to Kurt, distancing himself slightly from the other boy, not wanting him to feel uncomfortable. Blaine looks over at what Kurt was writing, slightly confused as he didn't recognize the work he was doing. “Hey...Kurt? What even is that..?”

“Hmm..?” Kurt looks up, raising his eyebrows. “This?” He asks, picking up the textbook next to him as Blaine nods “Ancient Runes. I figured that I might as well just work on everything before you came.” Blaine opened his mouth, about to have a million apologises tumble out his mouth before Kurt raises his hand, effectively cutting him off “Don't apologise, it's okay. I've done all of the work for classes that we both have so if you want just..copy off them, if it's easier. I can't imagine that it's easy for you to concentrate after spending so much time with that old bat. Just make sure you re-word things so that it doesn't look like you copied off me, alright..?”

Blaine was shocked again, but he imagined that it was because Kurt felt sorry for him about Umbridge, and not because it was for reasons about Kurt liking him in anyway whatsoever, but Kurt seems to have the same disdain towards Umbridge that Blaine did, unlike a lot of the other Slytherins. Blaine smiles softly towards Kurt, nodding “Thank you..That would really help” He holds Kurt's gaze for a while, watching as the Slytherin's lips part slightly, his eyes instinctively falling down to look at him.

“It's no problem.. Just..If we're stuck working together again.. Try and not get in trouble with Umbridge – I know it's hard – but it will do you a world of good. It's more for your benefit than mine after all.” Kurt says, stopping his work for a few moments to hand Blaine the completed essays, before working on his again.

Blaine nods, muttering another thank you to Kurt, before copying down what was written in Kurt's elegant script, re-wording it so it seemed more like his own. He just blocked everything else in the room out, somehow managing to block the incredibly gorgeous Kurt next to him out, not noticing the boy's eyes narrowing as he looks at his hand.

“What's that?” Kurt asks shortly

Blaine jumps a little, not expecting Kurt to speak. Looking at Kurt with a confused expression, just shaking his head before going back to his work, trying to think of what Kurt meant “What are you talking about..?”

“On your hand. What happened to it?” Kurt asks again, eyebrows furrowing, Blaine not knowing if it was with concern or annoyance. But he was freaking out. Kurt couldn't know what Umbridge was doing. Blaine just shakes his head, trying to avoid the subject.

“Nothing.” Blaine says, attempting to hide his left hand as he turns before Kurt reaches forward, grabbing his wrist. Turning his palm upwards, Blaine hears Kurt giving a sharp intake of breath as he stares at the scarring on Blaine's hand.

“What's she been doing to you?” Kurt frowns a little, still keeping his hand on Blaine's wrist, just holding his gaze and practically demanding the answer from Blaine.

“It wasn't Umbridge..” Blaine mumbles, looking down, and desperately trying to avoid Kurt's gaze.

“Do you think I'm stupid, Blaine?” Kurt says, frowning deeply. Blaine was taken about, shocked that Kurt hadn't called him Anderson like usual, and actually addressed him by his first name. Which, actually sounded amazing coming from Kurt's lips. “You don't think I noticed the cuts on your hand, that seem to get worse each time you have a detention with that woman?” Wait...was Kurt actually concerned about him? “At first I thought it was something from your own stupidity” Well... That was a comment that wasn't exactly out of the ordinary from Kurt “But it gets worse each week rather than better. So what the hell is she doing to you, Anderson!?”

Blaine sighs as Kurt refers to him as Anderson again, knowing that he wasn't going to be able to hide this from Kurt “She makes me do lines but it's with this...quill thing, and it's your own blood that's used, but it cuts into your hand.. I can't really describe it that well. I don't really try to think about it that much.”

He looks back up at Kurt, who hadn't spoken at all since Blaine finished. Frowning slightly, Blaine tilts his head to the side, and leans in a little closer to Kurt, trying to figure out what he was thinking – his face was completely blank – and hoping that he was okay, and that Kurt would actually speak, or give some indication that he just...stopped working right there and then. Just as Blaine was about to ask Kurt if he was okay, the paler boy finally spoke.

“So, Sebastian wasn't lying then...”

“What?”

“Sebastian..” Kurt says slowly “He mentioned a quill like that when he had detention that first week with her. Remember? When he set Berry's hair on fire..?” Kurt raises an eyebrow slowly, seemingly waiting for Blaine's reaction. Blaine thinks for a few moments, trying to remember. First week of term wasn't that long ago, but Blaine's memory wasn't that great if it wasn't involving something life changing. Then he remembered. No one had been expecting it, and Rachel had screamed out loud, wildly clawing at her hair in attempt to get it out. Everyone else looked shocked, apart from the majority of the Slytherins who were guffawing, especially Sebastian, who was twirling his wand in his fingers, pointing it right at Rachel. Blaine was about to rip his face off, not even caring that he had already been in trouble with Umbridge that week, before the sickly sweet, pink-clad woman had took matters into her own hands, giving Sebastian one session of detention. Which pissed Blaine off severely. So, apparently, setting a student on fire was a smaller offence than getting the teacher's facts right. Yes, Blaine knew he wasn't innocent, or very polite to Umbridge, but he didn't feel that he had to get such a harsh sentence. He should've gotten a week at most. Snapping back into reality, Blaine looks over at Kurt, nodding slowly.

“Yeah... I remember that actually.”

“I'm not surprised” Kurt sighs a little. “Anyway, Sebastian was going on about that quill. At first I thought he was just being melodramatic and making it up for attention..His hand wasn't anywhere near as bad as yours and it was really light...He only had a few hours, not to mention that he only got that one detention..”

Before Blaine could stop himself, he ended up snapping, jealousy completely taking over him. “Oh, so dear Sebastian experienced it too? Well that makes me feel a whole load better!”

“Hey, don't snippy with me!” Kurt had snapped back at him before Blaine could even think on what he just said “I know you and Sebastian hate each other, but I thought that maybe you'd feel a little better that you weren't the only one that had been subjected to it. Clearly, I was wrong.” Kurt scowls fiercely over at Blaine, and turns his attention back to his work.

Blaine just gapes at Kurt for a few moments, before looking at the ground, just feeling awful about snapping at Kurt. God...could he have been more obvious that he was jealous of Sebastian, and extremely so.

“I'm sorry..”

Kurt sighs, shaking his head “No...just.. Forget about it. It's fine.”

“Right...” Blaine nods weakly. He wasn't entirely sure if it really was fine, but Kurt didn't seem that pissed. Trying not to think about it too much, Blaine just focuses on copying what Kurt had written down onto his own scrolls of parchment, not even noticing that Kurt had moved a lot closer until he spoke.

“Can I see your hand?”

Blaine looks at Kurt, raising a triangular eyebrow slightly, shaking his head “There's nothing to look at.”

“Please..?” Kurt frowns slightly, holding Blaine's gaze fiercely. It was hard for him to say no, or break eye contact. Giving up, Blaine lets out a sigh, places the parchment onto the table in front of him, and holds his hand out to Kurt. Kurt takes his hand, and if Blaine was going to be honest, he was amazed at how shocked at how soft Kurt's hand actually was. He only briefly felt his hand during Potions, and Blaine really was able to marvel at just how soft his skin actually was. Blaine's lips part instinctively, hoping to god that Kurt didn't notice as he traces his thumb over the scarring.

“God, Blaine..” Kurt mumbles, lifting his hand up slightly, and turning it to see just how badly scarred it was “You really need to tell Professor Dumbledore about this.”

“No.” Blaine's answer was short, and instantaneous as he looks up at Kurt, frowning.

“And why not? He has to know that Umbridge is doing this to you! It isn't fair!”

“Well, if you haven't already noticed, my life hasn't really been fair so far, has it, Kurt?” Blaine says, sounding exasperated. “And besides.. He doesn't need any more on his plate..” He mumbles towards the end, trying to get his hand away from Kurt, but damn...His grip was tight

“Exactly! It hasn't been fair so far, and this isn't helping. You shouldn't let her treat you like this just because your live `hasn't been fair'. That's why you should tell Professor Dumbledore. And besides, he loves you – you're one of his favourite students. I really don't think it would be much of a bother for him to help you out regardless of how much he's got on his plate or not.”

Blaine just sighed, shaking his head, knowing that it was going to be pointless to argue with Kurt. Blaine may not know him very well, but he knew that Kurt was extremely stubborn. He had a feeling that Kurt would probably think differently if Kurt knew exactly why Blaine couldn't tell Dumbledore, and what kinds of this he had on his plate. Though, Blaine couldn't tell Kurt about the Order of the Phoenix. The other boy was way too close to other Slytherins, ones that were strongly connected to Death Eaters. He just couldn't risk it.

Feeling Kurt finally letting go of his hand, Blaine gasps softly, and looks over at Kurt, frowning at the sight of him rummaging around in his bag.

“What are you doing?”

“I'm getting something I used on Sebastian after his detention with Umbridge. I keep it just in case he lands himself in another one, or if I end up getting one with the old toad. Anyway, it really helps.” Kurt says, pulling out a potion bottle and a small hand dish.

Chuckling softly, Blaine shakes his head “You'll never get detention. You'd actually have to get in trouble for that.”

Kurt frowns a little, looking at Blaine seriously. “You never know. I thought you'd never get detention in Defence Against The Dark Arts, considering you're the top of the class there.”

“I'm not as good as you.” Blaine says, shaking his head.

“Yes, you are. You're even better actually.” Kurt says, a slight smile on his face, pouring the liquid into the dish “Last year, you were the only one who managed to fight off the Imperious Curse with Professor Moody. And you came out with the top mark with Professor Lupin. You really sell yourself short you know.”

Blaine is unable to say anything after Kurt just speaks, blushing deeply. Stammering a little, Blaine tries to think of something to say to Kurt in return, ultimately failing.

“Uhmm...You have really.. nice skin..”

Wow. Blaine..... was a complete idiot. Why the hell did he have to go and say that!? Kurt must think he was a complete and utter creep! Cursing himself internally, Blaine bites his lip, drawing a little blood as he looks up at Kurt, feeling his face burning further. When he looks up at Kurt, Blaine was taken aback. He wasn't the only one that was blushing right now, Kurt's face now a deep scarlet. Kurt places the dish on the table, which was now filled with the potion.

“T-thank you..” Kurt's voice came out slightly higher than usual when he spoke. “J-just..put your hand in there.”

Kurt then holds onto Blaine's hand, gently lowering it into the liquid. Instantly, he felt the pain in his hand being soothed. Kurt slips his hand into the liquid, taking Blaine's hand again, stroking over his hand again, rubbing softly into the mark on his hand.

“I don't know if this actually helps...But Seb said it did, when I did this for him” Kurt says slowly.

Blaine, being unable to think clearly, just nods, making a low grunt of agreement. Blaine didn't actually know if it was helping his hand or not, but feeling Kurt's hand over his own.. It was just amazing, and it was going to soothe the pain, regardless of that potion or not.

They stay in silence for a few minutes, Kurt just continuing to rub over Blaine's hand, Blaine trying not to react too much to the feeling. It was a little awkward, the silence. Blaine wanted to say something to break it, but was unable to think of anything.

“I believe you, you know.”

Blaine looks at Kurt, both in confusion about what he was talking about, and that it was Kurt that chose to break the silence.

“What..?”

“About...You-Know-Who” Kurt elaborated, nodding “That he's back. At first, when you said it when coming back with Cedric's body, I thought you were lying, or you were hallucinating, or something. But when Professor Dumbledore said that he was back at the memorial service...I knew it was true. He would've have said that unless he was sure. So, it has to be true.”

Blaine stays silent for a few moments, smiling softly at Kurt “Thank you..”

Now, it was time for Kurt to look confused “Why..?”

Taking a deep breath, Blaine looks Kurt in the eye “For believing me” Blaine blinks slowly, wetting his lips before continuing to speak again. “A lot of the Professors believe me because of Dumbledore... which, yeah, is nice, but...I want someone who's actually the same age as me to believe me.”

“What about Rachel and Quinn..?”

Blaine sighs, shaking his head “They're different...Along with the Gryffindors, that believe me. They only believe because they know me...Because we're friends. You're the first person that I don't really know that believes in me, and it has nothing to do with me being famous or whatever.”

“Well...It doesn't really doesn't matter to me if you're famous or not. To be honest, I really don't care.” Kurt says, obviously trying to be non-committal about the whole thing. “And...he was going to come back anyway, wasn't he..? He was the most powerful wizard out there – apart from maybe Professor Dumbledore – so... I don't think he'd be completely gone from this world because of an accident with a baby. He would be defeated for a while, but I always felt that maybe..He could come back.”

“That's true..” Blaine sighs. “He's so obsessed with becoming immortal...He'd probably try and prevent his death in some way.”

Kurt didn't reply for a while, remaining silent as he rubs over the scar on Blaine hand, before looking out the window behind him.

“Do you think he's out there? Just now?” Kurt frowns a little.

“Yes...He's not going to do anything though.” Blaine says, leaning back on the couch “He doesn't want people to know he's back. So he's not going to do anything that will draw attention to him. At least, not for now. Don't worry, he.. he won't hurt you. Your house kind of protects you from that.”

Kurt smiles wryly, still rubbing his hand “I'm not worried about me... I'm more concerned about you. He's going to target you first, or people close to you... It's what he done in the past... It's how he got to his enemies.”

“I won't let him” Blaine says sternly, looking Kurt in the eyes “I won't let him hurt you either.”

At this, Kurt just blushes again, and really, Blaine hoped that he could make that happen more often, because Kurt looked freaking adorable when he was blushing. Obviously, he would make it happen with a different topic of conversation, but Blaine would love to be the reason for Kurt blushing.

“W-why would you need to protect me from him..?” Kurt asks slowly.

“Because, I – “ Blaine starts speaking, cutting himself off, realizing that if he spoke any more, he was going to confess exactly how he felt towards Kurt, and that would just completely ruin everything here. Panicking internally, Blaine desperately tries to think of some way to recover what he just said, and tries as best as he can to ignore Kurt's raised eyebrow “I just.. I think he'd probably try and hurt you, too...If we get closer after this. I mean..I-I'd like to maybe..try. And – I'm not saying that you are – but you look a lot more vulnerable than most people I know. S-so..He'd probably see you as an easy target...If we got closer.”

Blaine didn't really have time to wonder if he sounded like an idiot or not, before Kurt spoke, for once, an awkward silence wasn't filling the atmosphere.

“I'd like that, too....Tryin getting closer.”

Seeing the smile forming on Kurt's lips, Blaine feels his heart taking flight. He loved that smile. Hell, he just loved Kurt's lips. They were exactly what Blaine looked for in a guy, being that pink and full, and seeing the smile on those lips, it was hard for Blaine not to just..surge forward and kiss him right there in then. Speaking of surging forwards, was it just him, or was Kurt getting closer..?

Feeling Kurt's hand leaving his, Blaine looks down, before Kurt's hands were on his cheeks. Blaine slightly raises an eyebrow, before his line of vision was suddenly invaded by Kurt, and those pink lips of Kurt's were now pressed firmly against his own. Blaine was taken by surprise at this, but he gets over the shock, and starts pressing back against Kurt's, kissing firmly, and with passion. After continuing to kiss each other for a while, Blaine decides to just go ahead, and take a chance, slowly pushing Kurt to lie down, smiling as he complies.

Once Kurt's lying down back on the couch, Blaine carefully lowers himself onto Kurt, keeping their lips attached the whole time. Blaine slowly untucks Kurt's shirt from his trousers, moving so that Kurt could stop him if he felt at all uncomfortable. But Kurt didn't seem to want to stop, and was running his tongue over his lips. Blaine couldn't help but allow Kurt's tongue entrance. He flicks his tongue up to meet Kurt's, taking it into his own mouth. Blaine nips at Kurt's tongue, smirking to himself when hearing the soft moan coming from Kurt, and begins sucking on Kurt's tongue, running his own over, and around Kurt's. Hearing the continuous string of moans eliciting from Kurt's lips, Blaine presses firmer, taking more of Kurt's tongue in his mouth, before sliding his hands under Kurt's shirt, rubbing his hands up and down Kurt's side.

He actually was unable to believe this was happening. Blaine had only dreamt about kissing Kurt, and damn..it was amazing. But, he was always the one that intitated the kiss, and it was always after some huge spectacle he made to win Kurt over. But here they were, practically making out on the couch, from a kiss that Kurt started. It was just.. wow. Somehow, Kurt being the one that kissed him. Blaine never even imagined that happening, because Kurt being the one that kissed him seem like an impossible thing because of Sebastian..

Sebastian.. Holy shit, Sebastian! He was going to kill Blaine if he ever found out about this! And Blaine had no clue what would happen to Kurt, and really, Blaine didn't want to think about it. Shitshitshit, why didn't Blaine push Kurt off him, and remind him of Sebastian's existence instead of giving in? Oh yeah, because he was an idiot! But the taste of Kurt's lips? In Blaine's eyes, it was worth dying for. Moaning into Kurt's mouth, Blaine rolls his hips down sharply onto Kurt's.

That was when Kurt snaps back to reality. What the hell was he thinking, kissing Anderson like that!? He didn't really know what the hell was going on his mind at all tonight, what with how he was acting, but Kurt chalked that down to tiredness from studying for so long. His eyes flick open quickly, and realizes what his current situation is. He was lying down on the couch. Making out. Making out with someone who wasn't his boyfriend. The person whom he was making out with was actually his boyfriend's worse enemy. And he was sucking on Kurt's tongue. Kurt was moaning at this. And god-damn it, they could've started...frotting, if Kurt hadn't snapped back to his senses! Sebastian...Sebastian was going to kill them both. Kurt couldn't keep this a secret from Sebastian for long. The guilt would just continue eat at him until it exploded out.

Not wanting to think about how much this was going to hurt Sebastian, Kurt lets out a whimper, quickly pushing Anderson off him, and stands up, pushing as much things into his bag as possible – he could come back for everything else later – and smooths his clothes and hair down breathing heavily.

“I-I'm sorry..T-that was a mistake” Kurt stammers out, tucking his shirt back into his trousers “I s-shouldn't have – “ Letting out a frustrated scream, Kurt buries his face into his hand, only just resisting the temptation to just break down sobbing right there.

“K-Kurt..? Are you okay?”

Anderson was now off the couch, his voice clearly concerned. Kurt just tried to forget the fact that Anderson was there until he felt his hand rubbing on his back. Kurt snaps up, pushing Blaine away from him, eyes frantic with anger with himself, and complete panic about how this was going to affect Sebastian.

“You can't tell anyone.” Kurt says sternly, holding Blaine's gaze “Especially not Berry or Quinn, got it?”

Not waiting for Blaine's response, Kurt turns on his heel and runs out of the Room of Requirement as quickly as possible, slamming the door shut behind him.

Kurt starts running as fast as his legs would go, desperately trying to leave the seventh floor and get to the dungeon. He doesn't get very far though, sliding down at a few doors down from where the Room of Requirement appeared for him.

What the hell had he just done?